About Y.
We met each other in 2006 by chance. I was at home working on my "Oz" film props; G was with me at the time. One of my friends had his own film project that involved cops and robbers and a warehouses. Since our office had a sort of warehouse, he asked me to shoot in the location, and I gladly agreed.
One of his actors happened to be Y, and we got introduced to each other. He said he was a musical scorer as well, so I asked him if I could get him to score some music for me for "Oz". He agreed at no talent fee.
When he left, G told me that it was obvious that Y liked me, but I told him it wasn't likely. He won best musical scoring for me at a local interschool film festival that year. We didn't see each other much for the next couple of years, although I invited him to my birthday parties once in a while.
Then last year, after S and I broke up, and announced I was moving to Seattle, he chatted me up and confessed that he's always liked me. We hung out, and I was getting too attached, so I broke things off abruptly and left for the States immediately after.
Fast forward to a couple of months later, and we have started talking again. Quite seriously. We did not define anything, and continued to pursue other guys.
Now, I'm not so sure. We are pretty exclusive, and on a long distance relationship, which I always used to mock because of the failure of my last relationship. So why do I believe so blindly on this one?
Maybe because I want so much for this to work out, eventually?
One of his actors happened to be Y, and we got introduced to each other. He said he was a musical scorer as well, so I asked him if I could get him to score some music for me for "Oz". He agreed at no talent fee.
When he left, G told me that it was obvious that Y liked me, but I told him it wasn't likely. He won best musical scoring for me at a local interschool film festival that year. We didn't see each other much for the next couple of years, although I invited him to my birthday parties once in a while.
Then last year, after S and I broke up, and announced I was moving to Seattle, he chatted me up and confessed that he's always liked me. We hung out, and I was getting too attached, so I broke things off abruptly and left for the States immediately after.
Fast forward to a couple of months later, and we have started talking again. Quite seriously. We did not define anything, and continued to pursue other guys.
Now, I'm not so sure. We are pretty exclusive, and on a long distance relationship, which I always used to mock because of the failure of my last relationship. So why do I believe so blindly on this one?
Maybe because I want so much for this to work out, eventually?